After another three months of slump, Ling Youdao ended his retreat.

He suppressed his realm to the fifth level of Qi training, and then opened the stone gate of the cave and walked out.

Ling Youdao immediately returned to the seventh bedroom courtyard and found two sisters-in-law.

The two sisters bowed to him, "I have seen the Taoist immortal."

"You two sisters-in-law don't have to be polite. I'm here for the business of Huangyu Xueli in the yard."

The sister said, "The Taoist Immortal is waiting for a long time, and I will go and get the spiritual fruit."

"I'm sorry to my sister-in-law."

My sister walked into the inner room, and soon she walked in with a large tray.

Seeing the yellow pear like jade, Ling Renxin and Ling Renyi immediately surrounded him.

"What a big pear, Uncle San, we want to eat pears." Ling Renyi said loudly.

The sister scolded and said, "Don't talk nonsense, benevolence and righteousness, this is a spiritual fruit. Wouldn't it be a waste to let you two little babies eat it?"

Ling Renyi did not dare to refute his mother's words and pouted with a grievance.

The sister came to Ling Youdao with a tray and smiled and said, "Sir, this is the spiritual fruit that we sisters picked from the spiritual tree in your yard half a year ago. Do you see if there are fewer?"

Ling Youdao nodded and said, "There are twelve fruits on the tree. There are not many in the tray of my sister-in-law, and there are not many in one, and there are just twelve ones."

The sister smiled and said, "Then please ask the immortal to collect the spirit fruits. We sisters have completed the task you assigned."

Ling Youdao waved his sleeves and then took away ten topaz pears.

Seeing that there were two fruits left in the tray, the sister couldn't help but say, "Xian Cheng, are you?"

"Don't the two little guys Xin'er and Yi'er want to eat it? Let's leave these two Huangyu Xueling pears for them one."

Hearing this, the two little guys became happy instantly.

"Oh, Uncle San is the best."

But my sister was shocked, "Immortal, I can't do it. How can they eat spiritual fruits?"

The sister also said, "Yes, the immortal."

The two sisters know that cultivators are cultivators, and ordinary mortals are ordinary mortals, and there is a huge gap between the two.

Although the two sisters are women of immortal cultivators and the two little ones are sons of immortal cultivators, they still eat ordinary foods and have never eaten spiritual fruits. The two sisters dare not have such extravagant hopes.

"It's okay, it's just two fruits, only ten low-grade spirit stones."

Ling Youdao's soul comes from the earth. Although he has lived in the Tianyuan Immortal Cultivation World for more than 19 years, he still retains some understanding of the earth world.

In addition, he made a small fortune on Hongxia Island a year ago and earned about 3,000 low-grade spirit stones, so he didn't care about just ten low-grade spirit stones.

The two sisters were shocked. Although they were not immortal cultivators, they had heard of the "precious" spirit stones from Ling Youwei, let alone the spirit fruits worth ten low-grade spirit stones!

The two sisters were even more afraid to let their son eat two topaz pears.

"What? Are you afraid that my spiritual fruit will be poisonous?"

The two sisters waved their hands in a hurry, "Don't dare, I dare, I will forgive my sins, I will forgive my sins."

"Okay, Renxin and Renyi are almost ten years old. If they detect spiritual roots, they can continue to stay here. If they don't have spiritual roots, they may not be able to come here again in their lives."

Ling Youdao touched the heads of his two nephews and said, "This is a gift I have given to them. Even if I cannot practice, I can live a hundred years of life without any illness or pain in my life."

After hearing what he said, the two sisters' tears fell down. What they feared the most was that the two brothers had no spiritual roots and not only could not cultivate immortality, but they would also be sent back to the mundane world by Ling Youwei.

Don’t blame Ling Youwei for being cruel. It is not good for ordinary people to live with immortals. If you send them back to the ordinary world, it is better to be a rich man in your lifetime.

Ling Yuan gave birth to those children without spiritual roots and lived in the ordinary world. They gave birth to more children in the ordinary world, which could add to the seven-bedroom background.

"Then...then thank you...thank you so much." The two sisters said hesitantly.

The two little guys were so happy when they heard their mother's words, and kept dancing there.

"Okay, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"Great sends the immortal elders."

"Thank you, Uncle San."

Ling Youdao returned to his yard. The topaz pear tree in the yard had already grown fruit again, and it was not far from ripening again.

He counted carefully and found that a total of fifteen fruits were born this time, three more than the last time.

"Don't go out in the past few months. Let's talk about this batch of topaz pears after they are ripe."

Ling Youdao meditated and practiced for several hours every day, and then went to the Sutra Library of Cangli Ling to read the books inside.

He reads different books from other children of the Cangli Ling family. He mostly reads travel notes and stories, and interesting stories.

He has been in this world for more than 19 years, rarely leaving Cangli Island, and never leaving Liuyun Island. The reason why he has so much knowledge of this world is that he can see from these books.

Time passed by little by little, and a month passed quickly.

One day, Ling Bao from Shangongtang sent a message to the talisman, saying that he had sold all the things that Ling Youdao handed over to him and asked Ling Youdao to go to Shangongtang to get the spirit stones.

The grade of the messaging symbol is determined based on the length of the messaging distance, but in general, the messaging distance of the messaging symbol is relatively short and is generally not used for long-distance communication.

Ling Youdao was overjoyed and immediately left the yard and headed towards Shangongtang.

Under the big tree outside Shangong Hall, Ling Jieran slept on a recliner, her eyes tightly closed.

"Youdao has met the Eighth Uncle."

"Well, is there any way? Go in."

Ling Jieran said with his eyes closed. Ling Youdao nodded and walked into Shangong Hall. He was pulled over by Ling Bao who had been waiting there.

The two sat opposite each other, but they had no intention of drinking tea.

"You Dao, according to our agreement, you should get 2,430 low-grade spirit stones."

Ling Youdao nodded and said, "Not bad."

Ling Bao took out a storage bag and placed it on the table, and said, "It's all inside, you dot it."

Ling Youdao picked up the storage bag on the table, explored his spiritual sense into it, and then retreated.

"No more or less, exactly 2,430 low-grade spirit stones."

After saying that, he transferred the spirit stone in the storage bag to his storage bag, and then returned the empty storage bag to Ling Bao.

"Since the matter is over, I'll leave first."

Ling Bao grabbed his arm and smiled and said, "Youdao, if there is such a good thing in the future, don't forget your brother."

"Uncle tribe is joking. We have not cooperated once or twice. If there is such a good thing, I will naturally come to you, but you must keep your mouth shut and never reveal it, otherwise your life will not be easy."

Ling Bao nodded repeatedly, "I know, don't worry, brother is very strict."

Ling Youdao smiled and walked out of Shangong Hall with a brisk step.
Chapter completed!